我家门前长着一小片红叶掺杂着黄叶的小树林。去年深秋的一个午后,我独自徘徊在这片落满叶子的小径上,不知不觉中,似乎感到妈妈就在我的身旁——一枚枚红透了的叶漫天地飘落着,天色渐渐地暗了。我仍徘徊在往日甜蜜的回忆中,突然,一阵咳声打破了宁静。这是多么可怕的声音啊,我害怕这恐怖的声音,因为我知道正是这种咳声夺去了我母亲的生命。那个枫叶泛红的季节,妈 In front of my house, there is a small piece of grove with red leaves and yellow leaves. One afternoon in late autumn last year, I was alone on this leaf-covered path. Unconsciously, I seemed to feel that my mother was right beside me—a red-leaved leaf was falling in the sky, and the sky gradually Dark ground. I was still stuck in the sweet memories of the past. Suddenly, a burst of cough broke the silence. What a terrible voice this is, I fear this terrible voice because I know it is this kind of cough that took away my mother’s life. That maple leaf reddish season, mom